Luo Zheng moved forward a bit, but he could no longer see that person. With the enemy's identity unclear, he dared not act rashly. He tossed the gun aside; a gun he couldn't use was less reassuring than the machete in his hand. Clutching the machete, he hid behind a large tree next to him and waited patiently. The surroundings were silent, with only the rustling sound of the wind passing through the treetops, as tranquil as if nothing had happened just moments ago.

Years of hunting experience told Luo Zheng that beneath the calm exterior often lay great terrors. The more this was the case, the more he couldn't afford to be impatient. Luo Zheng took a deep breath and utilized the hunting skills he had learned since childhood, blending himself into the surrounding environment, treating himself as a blade of grass, a tree. Gradually, his breathing became steady and deep, while his mind grew exceptionally calm and active.

He didn't know how much time had passed when the surroundings remained as quiet as ever. Luo Zheng couldn't help but become curious. Could it be that these people had already run far away, and wasn't it quite funny for him to be waiting here foolishly? With this thought, Luo Zheng slowly poked his head out to observe the front, only to suddenly see a pistol that had somehow appeared in front of him.

Luo Zheng was terrified and instinctively swung his machete to fight back, when a cold, iron-like female voice sounded: 'You can give it a try, to see whether your knife is faster or my gun.'

The language used was internationally recognized, and aStrong, suffocatingly cold aura swept over him. Luo Zheng felt his blood and energy solidify, his body stiffen, as if all the strength had been drained from him, leaving him unable to move. At this moment, a female soldier with her face painted slowly appeared from the other side of a large tree. She wore a tactical bulletproof helmet adorned with dead grass for camouflage, stood at 1.7 meters tall, and her loose camouflage combat uniform could not hide her impressive figure. Her hands, white as scallions, held a pistol and exuded a terrifying sense of power. Her eyes were as cold as lightning, her face as frosty as ice, filled with murderous intent. Upon recognizing Luo Zheng, her tightly pursed, sensual lips emitted a faint sound of surprise and suspicion, and her gaze turned more scrutinizing. Luo Zheng had no idea when someone had approached him, and he was terrified. Facing the dark muzzle, he felt death closer than ever before in his life, and his mind went blank. Hearing the faint sound of surprise from the other party and their delayed, scrutinizing demeanor before shooting, his panicked heart paused, and he suddenly thought that the person might be one of his own. In his shock, he quickly said, 'Don't shoot, it's one of our own.' Perhaps the familiar Mandarin dispelled the female soldier's concerns, or maybe Luo Zheng's standard military uniform instilled a bit more trust in her. The intense murderous aura eased slightly, but her gun-hand did not move an inch, the muzzle still firmly locked onto Luo Zheng's forehead. With an icy face, she demanded without a doubt, 'What's your unit number? Name? Duty?'

Just as Luo Zheng was about to respond, he suddenly spotted a gun protruding from behind a large tree three hundred meters away from the female soldier. Without seeing the person, he inwardly cursed, 'Not good,' and without time to explain, he shouted, 'Be careful.' Saying this, he forcefully pushed off the ground with his feet and pounced like a tiger, embracing the female soldier who was just one step away and bringing her down to the ground. 'Whoosh!' A bullet whizzed by, directly penetrating deep into the large tree, its powerful kinetic energy creating a huge hole in the trunk, sending wood chips flying. The female soldier came to her senses and, with a flush of embarrassment and anger, pushed Luo Zheng off her. Her body twisted eerily, and with a well-aimed kick to Luo Zheng's abdomen, she used a clever technique to send him flying several meters away, crashing heavily into a large tree before coming to a stop. The female soldier used the momentum from the kick to swiftly slide several meters away, firing her gun with clean, swift, and lightning-fast movements, her prowess astonishing to behold. Almost simultaneously with the female soldier's retaliatory fire, the place where they had just lain down was hit by three bullets in a triangular pattern, raising dust and leaving three pits in the ground. Luo Zheng, seeing this scene for the first time on a battlefield, was horrified and quickly looked for cover. After hiding, he realized that the female soldier had already disappeared from sight. 'Whoosh!' Another gunshot sounded, and a large hole was blown in a tree. Luo Zheng looked up to see a person hiding behind the tree—it was the female soldier. Rubbing his sore abdomen, Luo Zheng recalled the earlier dangerous moment. If it weren't for the kick she had given him, he might have already become a cold corpse. 'Who are these people who have fallen to the ground?'

How could each of them be so formidable? The person shooting from the shadows was invisible, their whereabouts unknown, and it was uncertain where they would strike next. The female soldier was no slouch either, managing to escape from beneath the gun barrel and even save her own life. Luo Zheng thought with alarm and uncertainty, hiding behind a large tree and dared not move rashly. 'Swoosh!' Another gunshot sounded, and a bullet came from an unexpected corner, hitting the original large tree. The tree was penetrated, and the female soldier hiding behind it flattened herself on the ground, also not daring to move, her face full of ferocity as she looked around, as if searching for something. Luo Zheng was surprised and took a closer look, noticing that the female soldier only had a pistol in her hand. There was no cover within a five or six-meter radius that she could use; any attempt to move out would surely result in her being shot. At least two enemies were hiding in the darkness three hundred meters away, which meant the female soldier was completely trapped. Realizing this, Luo Zheng knew he had to do something. The enemy was more terrifying than imagined. If the female soldier died, he would undoubtedly die as well, let alone seek revenge. Thinking of revenge, the tragic deaths of his comrades surged in his mind, and his blood heated up. Seeing the high-grade weapon lying on the ground beside him, an idea struck him. He picked up a stone and threw it at a nearby large tree, then swiftly picked up the gun from the ground and quickly hid back behind the tree. 'Swoosh!' A bullet accurately hit the stone, which exploded into powder mid-air. 'Swoosh!'

Another bullet struck the ground right next to Luo Zheng, a moment's delay would have meant certain death. Luo Zheng looked in horror at the ground beside him, a hole as big as a watermelon emerged with a wisp of gun smoke, a wave of fear surged in his heart, his back was covered in cold sweat, and his body trembled uncontrollably. Those who have never experienced the battlefield can never understand the terror of it. Despite the fear, Luo Zheng knew clearly that he absolutely could not stand idly by, otherwise, death was certain. Looking up, he saw the cold-faced female soldier looking at him in surprise. He gave a bitter smile, ready to toss his gun over, but suddenly remembered the terrifying marksmanship of the hidden enemy. He wanted to continue looking for stones to create a diversion, but found that there were no stones available, a sense of powerlessness surged in his heart. 'Whoosh—Boom!' A bullet hit a large tree, and Luo Zheng, hiding behind it, felt the whole tree shaking. He was greatly alarmed and quickly moved away, just in time to see the female soldier urgently gesturing to him, seemingly telling him to toss the gun over. Luo Zheng wished he could toss the gun over, but he had no confidence at all. The moment of desperation had come, Luo Zheng's blood boiled again, he took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, his heart still beating fiercely. With a long shout, he forced himself to calm down, thenForcefully throwing the marching bag to the side，The gun in his hand was violently thrown towards the female soldier on the other side。 he fiercely threw his backpack to the side, and with all his might, he flung the gun towards the female soldier on the other side.